Friday, March 16, 2012

The 30th item.

Let’s talk about these photos. We were heading into Chili’s for a
celebratory dinner when we realized we had to snap some outfit pics since it
would be much too dark upon our exit. Plus my tummy would be sticking out from
fullage. Hence the inappropriate ‘in-yo-face’ lighting and ugly stranger's cars
background.

So…this shirt. This properly pink shirt...is my 30th item. Now the remixing
is really on. Before it was just kind of on…with options. I am starting to miss
the other items in my closet. I long to take some photos in my new blue skirt
or my snazzy silver pumps. But I have something to prove to myself… so I will
reach the 30 for 30. Mark my words down please dear Watson!

Side note: It has come to my attention that I {maybe-purposefully} forgot to
give credit where fudging credit is due. And that is right on my husband’s
winning rump. Chris won our Bachelor competition. Congrats Guinea. There I said
it. I don’t love losing. But I guess picking Courtney, the evil groundhog faced
witch, paid off. Because now Kimmie and I have to make him whatever dinner and
dessert he dang well pleases. Never fear…i'll get him back when the Bach-ette
starts in May. Muahaha..

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2 comments:

Cute blog, but I was mislead by your fb post to think that you might be mentioning your memorable basketball career..... you know, you used the only basketball words that your coach knew - "post up, post up!"